Judge — July 23, 1921 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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was tall for her years and infinitely awk- ward; that her hands seemed always red and often grimy, and that her eyes were rather queer. And she was a tomboy. By no stretch of his imagina- tion could he picture her as grown to come- liness. Still he re- membered that she was mentally alert and as full of mischief as an egg of meat. Then he tried to imagine what he would do with money in quantities—money ¥ that marriage with her would bring. As he thought he became disgusted with himself for any sordid calcu- lation on the sub- ject. He would decide at once, and in the negative. He could not love any woman to order, or with an ulterior purpose. He wondered if he could get Harry on the ‘phone. He tried and had a quick re- sponse: “Hello! Stilson—Gerald—speaking. Is this Mr. Mynard? Professor Yes. Well, Prawn by Cauvent Sari Drawn by Cuester I. Ganve + A.C The Bride—I wisn you’p apva “Bur I’ve ALREADY DONE so, Dearest.” “Tm sorry, BUT I’M AFRAID YOULL HAVE TO DO SO AGAIN.” Harry, I’ve decided already. Sorry— mighty sorry—but I can’t further consider what we were talking about. Good-bye, old chap!” It had all taken but a few minutes. He could still go toa matinee. There was a new music comedy he wanted to see. He She—Wuy, | pipn’t KNOW YOU EVER WENT IN BATHING! He—I von’t! 15 (CE ME NEXT MONTH’S ALLOWANCE, Darina. would exclude the other subject from his mind. Returning to the hotel after the per- formance Gerald de- cided to dine there. He spruced up a bit, and after a_ pipe sauntered into the dining-room. Tak- ing a seat near the entrance, he ordered modestly and thought how unsatisfying the show had been. He had secured a seat in \ the front row. The \ ‘ lines of the comedy ) f had been trite and if silly, and the music old stuff — simply jazzed. Gerald was a good-looking fellow, and two or three of the girls had made eyes at him. Their make-up was destruc- tive of all illusion. What futility! There were few in the dining-room, as it was early. Gerald noted a woman two Uy | Caste Ga PW tables in front of him, facing him. She had been observing him, but turned her eyes away as he looked at her. Under her table (Continued on page 33.) BUT ONE Is NOT ALLOWED ON THIS BEACH WITHOUT A BATHING suIT, You KNow! comicbooks.com